The same bridge in fact, where it had occurred to him that the so-called Manic Street Preachers, for all their hyperventilation and sulphuric aftershave, were neither frenzied, credible or remotely evangelical, just as the Red Hot Chili Peppers, for all their encouraging ingredients, were actually no warmer than a baby's bathwater and not in the least bit diablo, whereas the Teardrop Explodes, either by blind accident or thorough careful purpose had kept every promise ever made.